Horizon Ridge Watch me Dancing

"Excellent," Pump said, feeling glad that she had managed to persuade Thistle to leave the dangerous rock formations and go to much safer place. We will see," right now the territory they had was sufficient enough to feed them and keep them safe. The weather was mild and there was little danger of starvation now. Whatever awaited them next winter was in fate's hands or theirs, depending on the point of view.

On her way down Pump was much more nimble and quick - probably because the prospect of getting to the flatter grounds was very promissing. She didn't say a word to Thistle, but occasionally stopped to look over her shoulder and see, whether the girl was following her. And once they were on the safe part of Horizon Ridge again, Pump let out a relieved sigh and shook her coat to get rid of the last remnants of stress.

"Finally," she said to the healer with a half-smile.